Oh, Foreigner, what is it about a juke box? Especially in this day and age, when songs are almost as easy to procure as the air we breathe, where you can instantly listen to pretty much whatever you want at any time, what is it about the juke box that still attracts us? And I’m not talking about those new-fangled juke boxes, Foreigner, the ones that are connected to the internet and have touchscreens and such. I’m talking about the old-fashioned chrome and glass shrines to music goodness, the kind where there is either a behemoth with flashing lights right next to the bathrooms, or even fancier yet, there were the mini-jukes that were right at your booth, like they had at Lange’s Cafe (maybe they still have them; I haven’t been back there since I had to get my class ring back from a girl I broke up with. . .story for another time, Foreigner).
There’s just something about flipping through those pink-and-white menus and getting that instant rush of nostalgia as you remember a song you haven’t heard in ages, since most of the time the music they’ve stocked is a few decades old. In a way, that’s what I hope this blog is, Foreigner; I hope people get that same fun feeling I get when checking out the track lists on some worn-down music machine that plays nothing but Elvis and Neil Diamond and Kenny Rogers. And it don’t even cost a quarter. Although this great song is worth at least that much, Foreigner. You guys are most definitely juke box heroes in my book.
“Juke Box Hero”
Standin’ in the rain
With his head hung low
Couldn’t get a ticket
It was a sold-out show
Heard the roar of the crowd
He could picture the scene
Put his ear to the wall
Then like a distant scream
He heard one guitar
Just blew him away
Saw stars in his eyes
And the very next day
Bought a beat-up six-string
In a secondhand store
Didn’t know how to play it
But he knew for sure
That one guitar
Felt good in his hands
Didn’t take long
Ta understand
Just one guitar
Slung way down low
Was a one-way ticket
Only one way ta go
So he started rockin’
Ain’t never gonna stop
Gotta keep on rockin’
Someday gonna make it to the top
And be a juke box hero
(Got stars in his eyes)
He’s a juke box hero
He took one guitar (Juke box hero)
(Stars in his eyes)
Juke box hero (Stars in his eyes)
He’ll come alive tonight
In a town without a name
In a heavy downpour
Thought he passed his own shadow
By the backstage door
Like a trip through the past
That day in the rain
And that one guitar
Made his whole life change
Now he needs to keep a-rockin’
He just can’t stop
Gotta keep on rockin’
That boy has got to stay on top
And be a juke box hero (Got stars in his eyes)
He’s a juke box hero (Got stars in his eyes)
Yeah, juke box hero (Stars in his eyes)
With that one guitar (Stars in his eyes)
He’ll come alive
Come alive tonight
<awesome Juke Box Hero jam!>
Yeah
He’s gotta keep a-rockin’
He just can’t stop
Gotta keep on rockin’
That boy has got to stay on top
And be a juke box hero (Got stars in his eyes)
He’s a juke box hero (Aaa-aah!)
Juke box hero (Aaa-aah!)
Juke box hero!
He’s got stars in his eyes
Stars in his eyyyyes
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